Advent Challenge '15

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Dangers of celebrating

Yesterday I handed in my last assignment for my Masters degree. I feel so relieved and truly amazed to have got this far (although happier once I know I've passed).

To celebrate, Rowan and I went out for supper last night (courtesy of my Mum who is staying with us for a few days). We celebrated in our usual outrageous style. A trip to a bookshop followed by a coffee shop. 'Yes, let's get our own decadent chocolate fondant each', we cry, 'It's a celebration after all!' And yes, with a pot of earl grey tea on the side (of course, what else?).

After 9 pm. Bad, bad move.

I was awake until 1.30 am. And had to get up at 6.30 am to get ready for work. It was a looonnngg night. Followed by an even longer day.

Why couldn't I sleep?

1. I'm really not used to eating rich food
2. I can't cope with that much chocolate and caffeine so 'late' in the day
3. We are just getting old.

Congratulations on finishing your final assignment! Know what you mean about the late nights, I went to the TWIST music conference in Brisbane last night (just over an hour's drive from home) but didn't get home until after midnight. I am suffering right now, I don't think my body can cope with that anymore.

But I think it is very important to celebrate your achievement. And in my experience, probably better to do that without kids around. When I finished writing my masters thesis, we went out with the two kids we had then for breakfast at a local surf club, and were treated to a magnificent tantrum from our two year old. It killed off the celebratory moment somewhat :)